Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny's gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

"I have only one question."

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave."

'A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.'

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

"Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior's whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That's why he is the best choice."

The grin died before reaching Sunny's face.

'Curse you and your big brain!'

Scholar's reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"That is true."

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

"Your logic is almost unassailable," he said, unsheathing the sword. "However, you failed to account for one thing."

an eyebrow, trying to hide his own

"What might that be?"

face him, the smile disappearing from his face. Now,

I also know what you've done, and how you ended up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

make you bleed enough to overpower whatever

strike from the flat side of the young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to recover,

that, Scholar was

was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny

a calm look and said in a placid

"Wait for me here."

slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams could be heard echoing through the

was left

this is

believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be. And how ruthless it

happened. But it was exactly that normalcy that unnerved Sunny

Scholar's rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out,

go. We

Sunny gave him a nod

only two

sort of stupid,

A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began

in silence for some time before

guilty about what happened. It's not your fault. The decision was

a few steps ahead, so Sunny couldn't see his

man's sins… actually, it's better that you don't. Just trust me when I say that

one of us feels

an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul

an answer, Hero

talk, do you?

that, each preoccupied with their

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